We are...

We are alive.
We are now.
We are artists.
We are lawyers.
We are doctors.
We are lovers.
We are writers.
We are players.
We are political.
We are fighters.
We are sons.
We are daughters.
We are parents.
We are caretakers.
We are warriors.
We are healers.
We are free.
We are human.
We are fabulous.
We are queer.

We are EVERYWHERE and will not be silenced, nor disappear.

... [bad day]

I don't know what's going on with me... other than I got a call from someone I really didn't want to talk to. I'll get over it.

I've also noticed that I haven't been able to do any work this past week. Mostly, it was because I was sick--I still am--but, today it's just been a... really crappy energy day. I can't even find a word to describe it. There were moments that I was perfectly fine, but other moments--I just didn't want to be me. I don't know what's going on.

Maybe it's because it rained this morning... maybe because I haven't really decorated my apartment, let alone unpack... maybe because I was feeling like a failure today.

The only thing that distracted me was playing Final Fantasy XII, but the point of the game I was at was more irritating than enjoyable. I had to run around this odd town, talk to people I didn't know, and run errands for them. Maybe it was irritating because that's what I was trying to escape from. I'm living in a city I know nothing about, really far from what I know--who I know--and feeling like I'm going nowhere.

Don't get me wrong, I've felt more at home here in Los Angeles than anywhere else I've ever been. I know I'm supposed to be here. I know I'm going to do great things. But if there are no witnesses, have I really done anything? I know it sounds like I'm feeling alone, and I guess that's true... I'm not meaning that I want to be dating someone; I mean that I'd like to find people to go to the movies or shop with. Meh. I know that I'll make friends here; I already have... but their just my neighbors. It was kinda forced on us.

Maybe I'm just thinking too much.

The Kill

The Kill by 30 Seconds To Mars

What if I wanted to break
Laugh it all off in your face
What would you do?
What if I fell to the floor?
Couldn't take this anymore
What would you do?

Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you

What if I wanted to fight
Beg for the rest of my life
What would you do?
You say you wanted more
What are you waiting for?
Im not running from you

Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you

Look in my eyes
Youre killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you

I tried to be someone else
But nothing seemed to change
I know now, this is who I really am inside
Finally found myself
Fighting for a chance
I know now, this is who I really am

Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you,
Look in my eyes
Youre killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you

Come break me down
Break me down
Break me down

What if I wanted to break?

When the snot comes a runnin'...

I'm finally starting to get over this cold... speaking of cold, it gets cold in Cali. No one told me about this... but it can't be as cold as it gets in Ohio.

I really recommend the use of medication when you're sick. There's no need to suffer through it. I wish I would have decided to get stuff earlier instead of waiting till I couldn't breathe.

For Thanksgiving, I went to go see the Pilipino Mapia (Filipino Mafia a.k.a. my family here in Los Angeles). I almost got to use the phrase "I wish I could tell you officer, but I have no idea why they decided to put a towel in the oven..."

Long story short, my cousin Philip made dinner, but apparently spilled most of the turkey grease into the bottom of the oven and didn't tell anyone. Keep in mind that turkey grease is relatively clear, so when my cousin--his sister--decided to bake brownies 4 hours later, we didn't realize something was wrong until there was smoke billowing from around the oven door.

This is where the towel comes in... My uncle, Sandy, opens the oven to find out what's going on. That's when we discover the "Black Lagoon" of burned turkey grease pooled at the bottom of a pre-heated 400 degree oven. Thinking that the grease is going to catch fire, he grabs a towel to soak up a flammable liquid surrounding a very hot heating element. What he didn't think about was that a dry sheet of 100% cotton is just as flammable, and started to burn as soon as he put it to the element.

Now, add up the crazy:
1. 100% cotton towel
2. burning turkey grease
3. 400 degree heating element

Anyone see the bad idea??

Luckily, I thought to turn the oven off and leave the door open before he got back with the towel. It may have been an oil-soaked rag in the end, but everything had just enough time to cool so that very bad things didn't happen.

So how was your Thanksgiving?

(Rosario) I Siiiiiiiick...........

This cold is really kicking my ass... I slept for 12 hours today, which is on par from when my narcolepsy was really bad...

I don't have a doctor out here, so I went to Target and talked to the pharmacist. She told me to take Claritin-D and MucinexDM. I think it's working, cause now I can actually breathe.

Yesterday, I got a call from the LaRouche PAC. They're supposed to be a political action committee, similar to MoveOn.org and Downtown 4 Democracy. I did some research on them, and found out that their really more like a cult, similar to Scientology.

Now I know I'm going to get some lashback, but really, the things that both the "Church" of Scientology and the LaRouche PAC do fits the exact definition of a cult.

I'm including some really good links talking about what each group has done, so you can make up your own mind.

XENU!!!!!!!


LaRouche PAC
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A46883-2004Oct20.html

Church of Scientology
http://www.xenu.net